I have a family that was once an integral part of my life
But many of them haven't seen my face in years
As I grow older, so do my excuses
I know they understand, that past conditions once had me clueless
But time is one great teacher and just as good a healer
However, reconnecting with them, is something I still fear
Why can't I embrace?
Well, you see the truth is...
I'm afraid to show my face,
Afraid to put affection on display,
Would rather keep emotions muted.
Too scared to see a face I once knew, and then question,"who's this?"
Is it because of my dad?
Is it because of me?
Or did time just make me forget I had another family?
I really shouldn't focus on who's to blame, because it honestly doesn't matter
I just hope that they love me all the same, and my relationship with them is one that time did not shatter.
But if so, at least I know, we'll forever share the same last name.